Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1887-02-06
ICONTINUED.
VI.
or CAUTIONS GIVEN.

ken great, though il had taken some mold
of Trip, but as she grew out of childhood
ii fred her imagination.
She had been 50 nursed in the notion
that she was to have a grand future, and
that the only way in which this grand fu-
ture was to be secured was through q grand
marriage, and the only way in which a
grand marriage was TO be arrived ut was
by personal ornament, the cultivation oil
complexion and hair, and by coquetry, that
rs Trip grew into wOmanhoOd she quar-
fed for il with even greater eagerness tnan
she had qualified before for ldlenesS oy
passing the fourth standard. A life OF
luxury and extravaganza, OF wearing Oh
fine dresses and of seeing sights, OF being
admired, land OF doing nothing was held
ND to her as the reward Of passing the NTH
standard. The fifth standard was the cap
tivating and catching of a wealthy hus-
band.
In spite OF the deterioration OF her char
arter in spite of her mothers ~remonstranee
the friendship with Joe Western was not
broken; it lasted in spite of JOe'sill-humor
and her prOvOcatiOns, that ili-humor being
the result of her prOvOcations.
But rood there was, lyingdeep below the
surface, buried undera wonderful accumu-
lation OF frippery and folly.
They had their quarTelS, when Trip
bounced out of the mill, vowing she would
never again revisit il, because 10 was
glum and had not . word to cast at her; or
when Joe, angered at some foolish remark
or exhibition Ofpetulance, gave her sshaTp
repremand. Sometimes these quarrels
lasted a week, n c OF twice a month, when
they neither met nor spoke. RecOncilia-
ton ALWAYS came from the side OF IMP.
Toe never sought her out, but when she
~reappeared, peuiteut, with dOwncast head
-pitful entreaty to he forgiyen-and plead
inc ewes, he could not resist the appeal.
They shook hands, and were friends again:
NV dear Lena said her mother, l
don't bali like To see so much OF Mr.. West
erp. He NAV he, and no doubt Is, q re-
spectable Young man. But respectabllty
is not what we look at: we look miles be
yond that. SO my dear LENA, give him
po encouragement. n ever it should hap
pen that he persuaded you to become Mrs.
Joe Miller it would bring my gray hairs
no, they are brown, and not gray yet
with SORROW to the grave.
Mamma, what a cOmical ideal Joe!
Let it remain an idea, and a cOmical
one, LENA As an idea only it Is like cold
water trickling down my backbone. My
dear. if YOU were to he such a fool as to
take Mr. Joe Western, I'd wash my hands
of you. FLYING would be - out OF the
question as when the wings are clipped.
Sou'd stick Ia the soil. III tell you eX-
actlv what it would be like. l Was once
at a show-a sort OF mixed circus and me
pagerie-and it was advertised and grven
out IN public that an elephant was to AS
reno IN "a lire balloon Well l suppose
mounds was took ut the door of people that
went i'm tn see went in. True enough
there was the elephant, and there was the
hre balloon. The balloon was hooked on
to "A beIt-a very ornamental belt 1t was, 0l
all the rainbow culOrs-pISSed round In,
body of the elephant. There was a catch
at the top, and into this catch went an
non hook lroIu the bottom of the balloon.
Well Lena, "A iirr of tow and spirits OF
wine WAS lighted i'm the balloon, and will
say this for the balloon, il did It's best Ia
rise. hut 10 couldn't, because of the ele.
infant. ID could neither lift the great beast
nor rise itself, 30 lt last the cord was cut
and away llcw the balloon without HIM,
lud we looked after 10 till 10 WaS no more
thm like a str IN the sky. But the ele
infant didn't bulge an inch, not he. lie
didn't even look mp after the balloon.
Where did it come down, mammal"
ooh, | don't know, nor wetheT IL ever
came down Mt all. They ought To have re-
turned Us our coppers ~ the elephant
didn't 20 up, hut you may hesure we got
nothing back. Now, my dear Lena, true
rs | stand here. that WAS a pictur' at AN
UNEQUAL match. NJ never you think al
taking and fastening yourself on to any ele-
infant; you're 4 fire balloon, and ordained
to rise TO be astar.
Much about the same time Mas. Yves
tern WIZ addressing "a word of caution to
her son.
She had watched Joe for long with the
anxiety of 4 mother and the perception oi
the loving eye. At one time he seemed t.
Ic escaping from his il silent WAYS. tO he
come more Genial and sOciable; hut OF late
his curious cluScneSS had closed over him
again, and had become more confirmed and
intensified.
Something weighed On his mind. lis
mother was sure of that; but what il Wa,
she did not mt once discover. For - time
she suspected that the business was no
prnSlEring, that his accounts had not beeT
maid to Christmas, that something Wa
wrong with the machinery ct the mill,
which would entail a heavy Outly which he
did not know how to meet, hat custom
WAS falling Of-but she abandoned all
these suggestions, there was no evidence
10 ~SubStantiate them, and the man was able
10 satisfy her that everything went wei
with the mill.
What was the matter with JOe2
She observed that his fits OF deepest de
preston occurred after his interviews with
Trim. Nevertheless, she did not arrive al
the right solution even then; it seemed Il
her prrpnSSeSSed mind that Joe would nevel
care for any girl who was not aS grave, Sc
date. and systematic as herself. That 81
frivolous, inconSiderate a eOquette as TriI
should nave seized ON her sons heart wa;
incmceivable by her for long. She resisted
the thoughtS-She fought against evidenc,
when il came on her. NO-JOe was in. hC
was suffering from some internal malady,
She asked him ii he had any illness
hanging about him; anything the mstter
with his liver? He shook his head and an
swered, Il am quite well, mother"
Have you been clipping the stones, and
the grit got into your lungs, JOe?"
MY lungs are sound he said.
I.And theirs nothing the matter with
Your heart?" she asked.
Then he stood up, shaking his head, and
went out TO his bees.
She watched him through the window.
She saw him presently standing looking at
his hand and squeezing it. She vent after
him into the garden.